[humming]
So how was your talk with Chip?
Oh, it went great. He's a good boy.
Yeah, he wh- Where- where is he?
Oh, he ran away.
What?! Why would my baby run away?
Because I told him to. Duh.
[screaming]
Karen, baby, let's be reasonable here!
You find our son and bring him home this instant
or don't bother coming home!
[screaming]
I'm going! I'm going!
Plankton!
What? What is it, Karen? Can't you see I'm working here?
Yes, but I wanted to show you my new screensaver.
- What do you think? - Great.
You didn't even look.
Ehh... No, I didn't.
Can't you see working on my new molecular analyzer?
Now all I need is the smallest molecule
of a patty, and the formula will be mine!
Just tell me if I should permanently upload
the screensaver?
I said not now- oww-oww!
[groaning]
[screaming]
Analyzing... 30% mean guy, 20% spiteful monster,
50% evil butt-head. Sample is... 100% big jerk.
I have also analyzed your screensaver, Karen.
It is most beautiful!
No one asked you!
Are you happy now, Karen?
No, I'm not.
I was just trying to make myself pretty for you,
but do you even care?
All you ever do is make stupid schemes
about stupid sandwiches!
Stupid? Your new screensaver is stupid
and it makes your processor look fat!
What?!
Oop! Okay, let's all calm down
before you say something you'll regret!
You know what? No one talks to me like that!
Get out!
I will not get out!
This is my restaurant and no one can make me...
leave!
[grunting]
[laughing]
[glass shattering]
Knock knock! Whoo!
Huh? Great Neptune's nostrils!
[screaming]
Hmm?
The virus.
Plankton, it looks like the virus is heading
to Karen's memory banks.
Listen, if it gets to her memory,
it'll fry her hard drive completely.
I need you to destroy that virus right now!
Plankton, I need you to control your wife.
Er, computer, or whatever.
Mind your own business, Eugene.
This is my business!
[grunting]
Hello there, baby! Where've you been all my life?
[gasping]
Please don't break up our happy home.
I forgive you, baby.
[slamming]
Can't get it to work, can never get it to work!
Hello?
...and I don't care!
Karen, my Mainframe!
I just made a scientific breakthrough.
Let's go and celebrate, girl!
I'm sorry, Sandy. I can't hear you
because someone can't shut up!
That's okay, Karen.
I'll tell you all about it later.
Let's meet up tonight at the corner café!
You got it, Bushy Tushy. I will definitely be there.
Okay, I'm off.
Those are not my test tubes!
Ugh. Don't wait up.
[grunting]
Grandma! No!
[laughing]
Get 'er, Grandma!
I'm the ghost of Plankton. Ooh!
[grunting]
Hey, that gives me an idea.
[grunting]
Hmm, if I were a ghost,
I could walk right through the walls of the Krusty Krab
and take the Krabby Patty secret formula! [giggling]
Ah! All right, that's it!
You ruined another movie night
with your secret formula garbage.
I'm pulling the plug.
Karen, I want you to meet my new computer wife.
Karen 2!
[gasping] Karen 2?! I've been... replaced?!
I'm afraid so. But can you blame me?
She's got triple the processing, all the latest software,
and a sleek space-age design. [chuckles]
The whole package!
I can't believe this! And after all I've done for you!
You dumped me for this cheap pile of plastic?!
Well, I had to cut cost somewhere.
Who are you calling cheap?! At least I don't rust!
You know, you're going to wish that you'd deleted that comment!
Hey, come on, babe. Don't take it so hard.
You'll find love again.
Maybe you'll meet a nice... uh... adding machine.
Oh that does it!
Oh, why did I program her with a jealousy scheduler?
And why did I outfit her
with a molecular re-arranger ray?
Here's your stir fry, little man!
Uh, uh. Let's not do something we might regret!
You should know regret's the one thing you left out
of my operating system!
Huh, what happened?
I accessed the Chum Bucket's power grid,
remotely cutting off Karen's power at the source.
Ha! Karen 2, I knew you were special
the moment I laid eye on your motherboard!
Huh?
[humming]
[yawning]
What a long day.
I can't take it!
What is it, Plankton?
Hold that thought, baby.
I, uh, I forgot something down here.
I'll be right back.
I can't believe this is really happening.
The Krabby Patty secret formula's finally mine.
Huh?
This some kind of horrible nightmare?
What? A projector?
You tricked me with a simulation?!
It was a test, Plankton, and you failed.
You fail every time when it comes to our romance.
Right, so I goof up one time and now I'm the bad guy?
One time? Failed one time?
How about 4,700,000 and- Error, er-er-error.
But baby cakes,
I left to go get the Krabby Patty secret formula.
For me... and you... You know... for us!
Ehhh?
Listen, Sheldon. You need to show me
an interruption-free romantic date night
because until that happens,
no one is leaving the Chum Bucket.
Aah!
Oof!
You better not mess this one up, Ray Ray.
Ah!
Try that video game over there. It doesn't look too dangerous.
Oh.
Careful, Chip.
Uh, those monsters are too big. Come out of that game right now!
Chip, get out of there!
[grunting]
[laughing]
So you think you can do whatever you want
because you're a teenager now?
You just wait until I tell your father.
Whoa! [screeching]
What did you just say to me?!
[groaning]
I told Chip that game was too dangerous,
and do you know what he said to me?
[screeching]
And?
[growling] Just talk to your son!
I need to cool my circuits.
The secret formula is...
Is what?! Is what?! What is it?!
[gasping]
[groaning] Ray Ray!
[chuckles nervously]
Uh... which one of us is Ray Ray?
I am, ya doofus!
Well, I'm Ray Ray, too.
No, I'm Ray Ray!
I don't care who is the real one.
You can both watch this formula get deleted.
Karen, darling, sweetie. Please, let's talk about this.
[crying]
Don't mess with date night, Plankton.
[groaning]
Now, this is truly a wonderful date, Plankton,
and thank you for giving me your undivided attention.
I wouldn't miss it for the world, baby.
Ah.
♪ La la la la la ♪
Is that what this whole thing was about?
No, no, not really. I mean, not at first.
I mean, ehh, honey bunch.
Uh-oh.
Oh, well. Tis better to have loved and lost
than never to have loved at all!
Working.
So, you decided to come crawling back to me, huh?
What did you say?
Nothing. Nothing, dear.
[screaming]
Yeah. That's what I thought you said,
honey bunch.
[groaning] Ow!
Choke on that, you big... omf!
I knew you were up to something.
I can't believe you tried to fool me
for your own selfish needs.
My second honeymoon, ruined! [crying]
Well, technically it's your first.
Oh, would you can it already? I guess I have no choice,
but to turn up the settings on my vacation app.
Bu... but I don't think that's such a good...
[screaming]
Oh, if I wasn't on parole!
Me customers!
Aw, this vacation is a total bust!
Thanks, my sweet little gondolier.
This is going to be the best... honeymoon ever!
Ha ha!
Those fools will never find me now!
Oh come on, baby.
You know how long I've been in stir.
Get out and stay out, you two time loser!
After everything I've done for you.
Beat it, you jail bird, and take all of your junk, too!
Hi, there. Can I get a Krabby Patty
and a side of coral bits, please?
You'll get your Krabby Patty when I'm good and ready!
Sorry, I'm just... [sniffling]
going through a lot emotionally, right now.
Well, you know what cheers me up when I'm feeling down?
You defragment your hard drive?
No, putting in a hard days work
at the greatest job in the world:
The Krusty Krab.
[thumping]
Hey, what's the hold up, Karen 2?
That secret formula's not going to steal itself, you know.
I'm trying to open the door.
You didn't exactly design me with arms, you know.
Yes, I suppose that's true.
All right, I got this. [gasping]
What's she doing here?
Karen, working at the Krusty Krab? What the?!
[cheering]
Well, if it isn't Little Miss Home-Wrecker.
And if it isn't the washed up analog has-been.
Analog? Who you calling analog?!
I see you've taken your proper role
as a "Cash Machine."
At least I don't look like I was designed
to be a glorified vacuum cleaner!
Well, at least I can say I was designed.
[gasping] Why I oughta...!
You rusty bucket of bolts.
You glorified toaster oven!
You poor excuse for a house wife.
[indistinct chatter]
Hey, what's going on?
I don't know, but my money's on the one
with the chrome back side.
Excuse me, did you just say money?
Welcome to the fight of the century!
Where for only $5.99,
plus the purchase of two Krabby Patties,
you will plead the answer to the age-old question.
Which is superior? High-speed integrated circuits?
Prepare to have your motherboard rattled.
Or old-school vacuum tubes and diodes?
You're about to have your cookies crumbled!
Bring it.
Wait! This isn't getting me any closer to the formula.
[growling]
That will defrag your algorithms.
[crunching] Ow!
Plankton?
Ow.
[gasping]
Stop! He's hurt!
You're throwing in the towel?
You heartless homepage-wrecking hussy!
[cheering]
No one runs down my man.
I never knew what love was until I met you.
Oh! You have made me the happiest girl robot
in the world!
Hey, you! Get your hands off my man!
You better step off, lady!
No one can make Plankton happy like I can.
We are soulmates, and we're going to get married
and print 1,347 babies.
1,000 WHAT??!
Oh, well, you're really in love. I won't stand in your way.
Plankton's all yours.
Yeah!
No! The whole point of this scheme was for me
to get Karen back, and now you're ruining it!
Sorry, Plankton. You just said nice things to me.
Wait a second. You're not just being a jerk?
You mean, you cooked this whole stupid scheme up
to win me back?
Of course I did. I'd do anything for you, baby,
even hang out with this moron.
Oh, that is so sweet!
Get over here, you.
Eww, it's that fat screensaver again.
What?!
- Now, Karen, take it easy! - I'm gonna go now.
My motherboard was right about you!
She warned me about you! And I should've listened to her!
[arguing]
[screaming]